Lyrics Still Waters Run Deep - Supastition , Snowgoons

We back again y′all
Yea
Uh
Prepare for the bum rush soldiers let your guns bust
Only if the reason or the meaning isn't unjust
Yo this season we grinding to stack funds up
In German accounts and dollar amounts that some trust
The four foolish excellent we the next movement
No one gets the cream cause we don′t spit like the rest do it
This here is uncut raw with no perfects to it
Saint over the sinners my name better be next to it
I bring the pain like a stomach dosser
Or like a full speed eighteen-wheeler coming to run 'em over
Fuck a king cause I'm about the shit
Better get a power trip like a dirty cop with a gun and holster
Homie I don′t need to stun or a ton of promotions
Stomp the streets like I run with a hundred soldiers
Live with the Snowgoons crew
Flashy competition at they throats
Pouring vex in they wounds too
Let′s go now
We run the streets eternally
From the Carolin' slums to the streets of Germany
We moving in silence the reason we don′t speak
Like the old sitting ghost (still waters run deep)
Still waters run deep (still waters run deep)
They say the people that move in silence are often the smartest and most complicated ones
Yo real talk
You can listen to the elements and tell that Rakim's an influence
More compelling than the fella telling his criminal doing
I ain′t selling like the fellas in Eminem unit
But you probably think I was based on the women I'm screwing
I never lose focus I′m a song writing specialist
Delivering messages to y'all like receptionists
My weapon's my intelligence homie you ain′t hard
You came in like? fans saying they selling it naw
Been earning my stripes ever since the age of nine
So much that it looks like Adidas wore pape but I′m
Known for my major griming my persistence plus
Nobody out there rhyme like Supastition cause
I walk the lines of Southern and East Coast rap
Influenced by both but don't deny it like most cats
Hell yea I′m talking to you
The only they call me underground cause labels don't know how to market the truth
Listen
All y′all corny producers might as well pack up your MPC right now
It's over man
The Snowgoons they don′t leave the record shot with one crate
They take the whole store home to chop and truncate
They murder the baseline and doctor the drum breaks
So literally hiding possibly unsafe
Hot enough to sunbathe in German snowstorms
Mentally vexed physically we in pro form
Respect we receives on the level of a god
I've been federally charged as a rebel with a cause
People never would've thought- I would end up a super MC
An old school flow but you can see the future in me
A different grind see I grind in the streets
You still at home mad as fuck grinding your keeps
You grind for the limelight I rhyme for relief
Your way past your prime I′m climbing to my peak uh
If I ever spit it weak somebody body snatch me
I probably with the Snowgoons homie hollar at me
So next you see me and the Snowgoons in the spot
And we ain′t speaking or talking a lot
That means we just focused on taking that number one spot
Get ready for that reform school takeover